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I feel...well I don't know how I feel. Maybe a little like having no direction. No compass. No purpose. Just living in a fog, restless and apathetic. Drifting on the sea in a little yellow lifeboat lying there and watching the clouds change shape. At night seeing the stars twinkle and the moon glow with that white light of infinity. The smell of salt water in my nostrils and the sound of water lapping against the boat gently caressing my ears. Thinking about life in its simplest form. Beautiful and dangerous. Wild and forbidden. But mostly concentrating on the sea, the air, the rubbery feel of the boat. The wind pushes me along and i just stare up not caring where i float. Trusting nature to guide my way. Always.

White Light

A little girl
Lost and frightened
Found her way
Inside of herself
Deep within
Where a flame warmed the space around
And she danced and sang
Until the monsters came
And dragged her down
Into the floor.

Underneath the smog and the clay
The stones so cold
And the pavement so gray
She lived in a palace
Of ash and soot
And looked around
But there was no light
So she fell and stumbled
And tripped all night.

Many years went by
She always the same
Innocent and young
And quiet of face
But one day a man came
From the world above
And he was trapped
Just the same as she was
So together they suffered
In pain they grew to love
Then one day he said to her,
"I'll take you above"
To which she replied,
"I believe you, my love."

In the dark they stayed
For many years
But one night
The man grew still
He felt his lover
Close by his side
Motionless and cold
And he knew she had left him behind
So he mustered up some courage
And felt around for a large stone
Then he slammed it into his head
And as he bled
He remembered his promise
He saw a white light.

-by Me

Random poem I wrote tonight around 11pm. I haven't read it all the way through. I just wrote it and I'm going to leave it in its raw form. Tell me what you think if you'd like to.

BPS June 2010

So I guess I haven't been very diligent in keeping up with posts about the BPS (benevolent postcard society). I received this postcard a few weeks ago and was very excited! It's from Estonia and the image is apparently from a children's book series. I just love it!